QUBOOL HAI! - Complete (Collected)

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Mera naam Laxmi Mishra hai, tha. Mera naam Laxmi Mishra tha, ab mai Bugum Laxmi Rashid ke naam se jaani jaati hu. Mere pati Khurram ke saath mere 4 bacche hai. Mai unki chauthi biwi hu. Hum 6 saal pehle mile the. Tab mai shadi-shuda thi. Mere tab pati the Sagar Mishra.
Mai Aligarh ke dehaat area mai paida hui thi. Hamare mohalle me zyada tar muslim rehte the to ye koi anokhi baat nahi thi. Aksar Hindu ladke muslim ladkiyo ko uthake le jaate the aur shaadi kar lete the. Meri saari muslim dosto ki Hindu ladko se hi shaadi hui thi, par mere saath ulta hi ho gaya.
Darasal, ek din bahut ghanghor varsha ho rahi thi aur mai akele khet mai kaam kar rahi thi. Mere mata-pita shaadi attend karne ke liye baahar gaye hue the kuch dino ke liye. Ghar me mai akeli thi par mujhe kisi baat ka darr nahi tha. Khet me bheegi-bhaagi mai apne kaam pe lagi thi ki tabhi jhadiyo se ek vyakti meri or kuda aur mujhe jameen pe gira diya.
Jab maine uth ke dekha ki wo kon hai to maine jaana ki wo mera mohalle me rehna wala ek aadmi tha. Uska naam Khurram Rashid tha. Mai uske saath bachpan me school bhi gayi thi. Wo mere school teacher the. Par wo mujhse milne nahi aaya tha.
Khurram ne mere kapde wahi ke wahi utaarna shuru kar diya. Maine rokne ki koshish ki par wo mujhse zyada shakti shaali tha. Usne mujhe kuch hi der me nanga kardiya. Mai chilaane lagi to usne mujhe choomne ki koshish ki, par jab mai use maarne lagi to wo bhi jaan gaya ki mai haar maarne waali nahi. Usne koshish ki mujhe harane ki par jab usne dekha ki mai peeche nahi hat rahi thi to wo mere upar se uth ke bhaag gaya. Mai baarish me nangi khadi thi aur poori bheegi hui thi par mai jaise-taise karke ghar pahuchi. Maine apne parivaar waalo ko kuch nahi bola, aur Khurram bhi darr ke maare gao se hi bhaag gaya.
Mere mata-pita jab laute to apne saath ke shaadi ka nyota leke aaye. Mai 19 saal ki ho gayi thi aur maine bhi shaadi ke liye ha kar diya. Mere hone wale pati- Sagar Mishra ek MNC ke liye kaam karte the. Hamari shaadi bahut dhoom-dhaam se hui aur shaadi ke baad ham Aligarh shift ho gaye.
Hamari shaadi ko 1and a 1/2 saal ho gaye the, par hamari koi santaan nahi ho pa rahi thi. Sagar zyada der tik nahi paa rahe the. Baat yaha tak aa gayi thi ki hamne baccha god lene ke baare mai bhi socha.
Jab 2 saal pure hone ko aane hi waale the tab mere pati- Sagar ko ek promotion ka tyofah mila unke boss ki or se. Mai tab khaana paka rahi thi jab Sagar ne ye baat mujhe batayi.
"Kaun hai tumhaare boss?" Maine Sagar se poocha.
"Are wo mujhse kuch hi saal badhe hai. Unka naam Khurram Rashid hai." Ye naam sunte hi mere sharir me bijli se dorne lagi. Mai sochne lagi ki kahi wo wahi Khurram to nahi. Par maine ye khayal jaldi apne dimaag se nikal diya. Wo itne saalo tak mera peecha to nahi karega aur upar se wo to gaon se hi bhaag gaya tha to usko mere baare mai pata hi nahi hoga.
"Laxmi, Rashid ji hamare ghar aayenge Eid ke din. Maine keh diya hai unko hamare ghar daawat hai. Tum khana acha pakana unke liye, shayad usi din mujhe promotion letter bhi dede."
"Ha ha, uski chinta mat karo tum. Unki zindagi ka sabse swaadisht bhojan banaungi unke liye." Maine haste hue jawab diya.
Eid ka woh din aa hi gaya. Mai ek khoobsurat lal saree me tayyar ho gayi. Mai dikhne me Bhoomi Pednekar jaisi hu aur figure bahut patla hai bar boobs latakte hai. Meri height thodi zyada hai. Jab mai wo saree pehen rahi thi to mujhe wo shaadi ki raat yaad aa gayi jab maa ne mujhe kaha tha, "Laxmi beti, dekh sambhal ke rehna. Aligarh me kaafi muslim rehte hai, aur tu to ek Brahmin ladki hai, tere pe to sab toot padenge."
"Arey maa, aap chinta na karo. Mujhe apne aap ko sambhaalna aata hai."
"Are wo sab to theek hai. Par aaj kal ye love-jihad ki bahut khabre aa rahi hai akhbaar me. Sambhal ke, ha bitiya."
Maine apni ma ke chehre me chinta dekhi, par mai ye soch rahi thi ki agar kisine himmat bhi kari to mai apne aap ki bacha lungi. Mujhe kya pata tha mai itni galat hungi.
Ham, mere pati aur mai, tayyar baithe intzaar kar rahe the. Mere pati bahut chintit bhi the, ki kahi kuch galat na ho jaye. Par maine unko hausla diya ki daro mat.
Achanak ghanti baji. Sagar daurke darwaaza khola aur aage khade aadmi se baat karne laga. Mai shakal to nahi dekh payi par maine dekha ki usne pathan-kurta pehna hua tha, safed rang ka aur sar pe dharmik topi bhi thi.
Mere pati ne unhe andar aane ka nyota diya, aur meri nazar turant unke chehre pe gayi. Wo Khurram hi tha. Bas daarhi ugai hui thi. Uska ab wo bachkaana chehra nahi tha, wo ek mard tha. Khurram ka sharir bhi kaafi badha ho chuka tha. Shayad body building ki wajeh se. Mai pehli baar dara-dara mehsoos kar rahi thi. Mai bas yeh sochne lagi ki iski biwi to hamesha iske neeche hi rehti hogi, aur ye kya-kya karta hoga uske saath. Mai jaanti thi ki yeh khayal galat hai par pehli baar ek mard ne mujhe aisa mahsoos karaya tha, mere pati tak ye nahi kar paye. Sagar to waise bhi 2 minute me jhadh jaate hai.
Maine mahsoos kiya ki meri panty bhi geeli ho rahi thi. Maine apni taange chipkaali taaki wo neeche na behne lage. Mere gande khayal mera saath nahi chorh rahe the. Mai bas sochti rahi ki ye mulla bas mere saath ek raat ke liye bhog karle to meri saalo ki asantushta mit jayegi.
Khurram ne mujhe namaste kiya haste hue aur maine bhi waapas haat jorhe. 'Shayad ye mujhe nahi pehchaante', maine socha.
Uske baad maine sabke liye khaana lagaya. Eid ka din tha par ham non-veg nahi khaate par Khurram ji ne kuch nahi kaha. Bhojan ke baad unhone mujhe compliment bhi diya, na keval mere khaane ko par mere ko bhi. Mai sharmaa ke andar chali gayi apne kamre me.
Maine Khurram ko Sagar ko promotion letter dete hue dekha aur suna ki Khurram bathroom ke liye pooch rahe the. Sagar ne unko raasta bataya. Bathroom mere kamre ke darwaaze ke bagal me hi tha. Mai jhaank ke dekhti rahi. Khurram ne mujhe dekha aur bathroom me ghus gaye. Fir pata nahi kyo mere dimaag me khayal aaya ki mai unko dekhu. Mai chal ke gayi aur key hole se andar dekha.
Mai aashrya-chakit reh gayi. Maine itna mota ling apni zindagi me nahi dekha tha. Woh Sagar ke 2 guna baraa tha, aur wo to poori tareh se sakht bhi nahi tha. Mai aur dekhti rahi ling ko. Jab meri nazar upar padi to dekha Khurram darwaze ke or dekh rahe the. Mai turant uthke waha se apne kamre me waapas aa gai. Fir flush ki awaaz aayi aur Khurram baahar nikle. Par waapas drawing room jaane ke bajaye wo mere kamre ki or aane lage. Meri dhadkan tez ho gayi aur mai bistar me jaake baith gayi. Mai nahi chahti thi ki wo darwaaza khole aur mujhe unhe dekhte hue pakadle.
Darwaaza khula aur Khurram andar aaye. Mere haath pakad ke uthaya aur diwaar ke sahare khada kar diya. Wo mere itne kareeb the ki mai unki saanse apne chehre pe mehsoos kar sakti thi. Mai darr ke maare unki aankh se aankh nahi milayi.
"Mai tujhe bhoola nahi hu Laxmi. Uss din to tu bach gayi par ab tujhe koi nahi bacha sakta. Tera pati tak nahi." Khurram ne gurrate hue kaha. Maine tab unke chehre ko dekha. Mai bahut darr gayi thi aur neeche se to jaise nadi hi beh gayi. Mera ras meri taango ke sahare meri chappal tak beh raha tha. Maine unke haato ki chooth se nikalne ki koshish ki par wo itne shaktishaali the ki mai hil bhi nahi pai.
"Tera pati ab nahi hoga yaha tujhe bachane. Bahut ghamand hai na tujhe Brahmin hone ka. Ruk tu, itna saalo baad badla lunga mai tujhse. Teri Hindu kokh me agar maine apna pathani beej nahi boya na to mera naam bhi Khurram nahi!" Yeh aakhri shabd sunke mai ghabra gayi. Unke chehre pe maine faisla dekha. Mujhe tabhi lag gaya ki ye aadmi mujhe apne baccho ki maa bana ke hi shaant hoga.
Fir Khurram ne apni ungliyan mere hoton pe masalna shuru kiya, "Please mujhe chorh dijiye", maine ruase bhav se kaha par unhone wapas kuch nahi kaha. Achaanak se unhone meri gardan choomna shuru kardiya. Mai kuch nahi kar payi. Mai tab tak hosh kho chuki thi. Mere pair ke beech se to jaise nadi beh rahi thi. Maine apni aankhe band kari aur apni gardan aur unke liye khol di. Wo bhi mera ishara samajh gaye. Aur dheere se wo choomna katna me badal gaya. Jaise hi unhone meri gardan me apna nishaan banaya, maine halki se cheekh nikaali par wo mere pati ko shayad nahi sunayi di hogi kyoki wo andar nahi aaye.
Khurram Rashid meri gardan pe apna nishaan gaarh rahe the. Maine pata nahi kyo apne pair jameen se utha ke unke shareer ko lapet liya. Isse wo mere aur kareeb aa gaye. Mai pata nahi yeh kya kar rahi thi. Shayad sex ki kami ke kaaran aisa ho. Maine yeh padha bhi hai ki ladkiyan aksar ek shaktishaali nar ke saamne apna shareer khol deti hai. Mere gaon me aksar Hindu nar muslim ladkiyo ko apne peeche paagal kar dete the, par maine kabhi nahi socha tha ki ek pathan mujh jaisee ek Brahmin ke saath aisa kar payega.
Unhone 10 minute baad mujhe jammen pe utaara. Mere haath turant meri gardan pe gaye jahan unhone mujha kaata tha. Maine mehsoos kiye wo daat jisse unhone mujhe apni property bana diya tha. "Ha ache se feel kar. Abse mai aise hi karunga tere saath, Laxmi. Tu ab meri jaydaad hai. Teri chut to gili thi maine dekha, ab bas teri cheekh sunni hai jab mai apna lund teri kokh me gaadh dunga. Tera ye gora badan abse sirf mere liye hai. Tere ye chooche ab mere baccho ko doodh pilayenge and teri kokh ab bas musalmano ko janm degi."
Ye kehkar wo room se chale gaye. Mujhe kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha. Khurram mujhe apne baccho ki maa banane pe kyo tula hua hai. Mai gori-chitti hu aur uska kaala badan mere sharir ko jhanjhanaa raha tha. Maine kabhi aisa mehsoos nahi kiya tha. Mai chup-chaap bahar chal ke aa gayi par maine dhyaan rakha ki Sagar meri gardan na dekh paye. Maine apne haat se usse chupaye rakha. Khurram ke daat to jaise garh hi gaye the meri gardan me. Maine raat ko sheeshe me dekha unka chaap, aur mai firse geeli ho gayi thi par Sagar sex ke mood me nahi the aur mai so gai.
Mujhe uss raat ye bhi pata chala tha ki Sagar ka promotion hua hai Singapore mai. Unka waha ek saal ka assignment tha jo unke promotion ke saath jurha hua tha to woh mana bhi nahi kar sakte the.
Agle din Sagar flight book karke Singapore nikal liye aur mai ghar me akeli ho gayi. Iss azadi se mai kaafi khush thi par ye azadi bhi 2 din se zyada nahi tiki. Teesre din bahut tez baarish ho rahi thi. Din ke 3 baj rahe the aur me TV dekh rahi thi ki ghanti baji. 'Iss same kon ho sakta hai', maine apne-aap se kaha. Maine darwaza khola to baahar Khurram khade hue the. Unka pathaan kurta pura gila ho rakha tha. Maine unko andar aane ko kaha.

 

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Wo andar aake mere saamne khade ho gaye. Mai sharam aur darr ke maare unhe dekh nahi paa rahi thi. "Aapke liye chai bana du?" Maine pucha.
"Ha", aaya unka jawaab. Mai turant kitchen ki aur tezi se chal ke gayi. Khurram TV dekhne baith gaye aur samachar ka channel laga diya. Mai kitchen me unke baare me sochne lagi. Unka badha kad mere jaise 4 shareer ke barabar tha. Unki hatheli hi meri jaangho jitni moti thi. Halaki mai patli thi mera figure bura nahi tha. Mere boobs latakte the aur meri patli body pe ache bhi lagte the. Sagar ne ek baar bataya tha ki mera figure bilkul ek model jiska naam Skylar Vox tha, uske jaise tha. Mai nahi jaanti thi ki wo kaun hai par maine isko compliment ki tarah le liya tha.
Chai bante hi mai usko le aayi Khurram ke paas. Mai unke liye chai nikaalne ke liye jhuki. Maine pehle dhyaan nahi diya par thodi der baad maine dekha ki wo mere blouse ke andar dekh rahe the. Maine apne shareer ko apne haato se dhak liya. Mera mu laal ho gaya tha aur mai bahut ghabra gayi thi. Ek anjaan mard mere ghar me chai pee raha tha. Wo kuch bhi kar sakta tha aur mere pati bhi nahi the. Sach bolu to hote bhi to Khurram se nahi larh paate. Khurram bahut muscular the, shayad gym jaate the, aur-to-aur meri maa ne bhi mujhe bataya tha ki yeh pathan log bahut chana chabate hai taaki inke shareer me taakat bani rahe. Ye sochte hi mai firse geeli ho gayi. Mai itni geeli kabhi nahi hui thi, aur ek gair mard ke liye to kabhi bhi nahi. Par Khurram kuch zyada hi mardaana the. Mai unke saamne dhangse khadi tak nahi ho paa rahi thi.
"Bahut achi lag rahi ho iss green rang ke salwaar kurte me." Unhone meri or dekhte hue kaha. "Mera favourite rang hai hara."
Mujhe pata tha kyo hai. Meri dhadkan bahut tez thi. Unki daadhi kaafi badhi thi. Unhone safed rang ka pathan kurta pehna hua tha aur sar pe safed topi bhi thi. Unhone mujhe baithne ko kaha aur mai chup-chaap unke bagal me aake baith gayi. Yeh ek galti thi par us waqt mera shareer bas iss mard ke bagal me hi baithna chahta tha.
"Aapki shaadi ho gayi?" Maine hichakte hue pucha.
"Meri teen biwiya hai. Aur 7 bacche bhi hai unke saath. Tum to dekh hi sakti ho mai 55 saal ka ho chuka hu, lagbhag tumhaare pita ki umar ka. Tumhe to yaad hoga mai tumhe school me padhaata tha."
"Ha." Maine jawab diya.
Unhone fir chai ka cup table pe rakha aur mere bahut kareeb aake bhaith gaye. Maine apna sar neeche kardiya jaise maine ye dekha hi na ho. Unhone achaanak se mujhe uthaya aur apni jaangho me baitha diya. Fir mere chut ko apni ungliyo se khujlaane lage. "Bahut geeli ho rakhi hai tu. Chinta mat kar, yeh to bas shuruwaat hai. Bas dekhti ja, tujhe to mai swarg pahucha dunga. Aisa mast gora badan maine aaj tak nahi dekha", Khurram ne kaha meri jaanghe sehlaate hue.
Wo sach keh rahe the, mere pairo ke beech se nadi beh rahi thi aur ab to unko bhi pata tha ki mai unke liye pigal chuki hu to unko to khuli chooth thi mere saath kuch bhi karne ki. Par maine rokne ki koshish ki,
"Please Khurram janaab, aap to shaadi-shuda hai. Apni biwi-baccho ke baare me sochiye. Unko kaisa lagega jab unko pata chalega ki unka baap kisi gair Hindu mahila ke saath rang-raliya mana raha hai."
"Tu chup kar. Wo jaanke bhi kuch nahi karenge. Aur jahan tak teri baat hai, tu kisi apsara se kam nahi. Tujhe mai pet se karke rahunga. Ye pathani beej baar baar teri kokh bharega aur tu sirf pathani bacche janmegi." Unhone palat ke jawaab diya. Mai waapas kuch na keh saki. Mere pairo ki beech ki nadi aur behne lagi yeh sunkar. Pata nahi kyo, mera jism iss mard ke saath sambhog karna chah raha tha. Shayad isliye ki ek mahila sabse taakatwar nar apne liye dhundti hai jo uska khayal rakh sake.
Unhone kuch samay baad mujhe apni baahon me utha liya, aur bedroom me lejaakar bistar pe leta diya. Mai chahkar ke bhi yeh sab rok nahi paa rahi thi. Mera jism iss 55 saal ke nar ko apne upar chadne dena chahta tha.
"Apne saare kapde utaar! Jaldi." Unhone order diya.
"Maine turant saare vastr utaar diye. Mere sthan latak rahe the aur maine pehli baar apne pairo ke beech me dekha. Meri safed jaanghe poori geeli ho chuki thi. Iss aadmi ne mujhe apna deewana bana diya tha.
Unhone jab apne kapde utaare to mai unka shareer dekh ke chaunk gayi. Unka shareer mere jaise teen apne andar fit kar sakta tha. Khurram thode dark colour skin waale the aur mai ekdum doodh jaisee safed. Unke badan me mardaana baal the, mere pati se kai jyada. Par unka ling dekhte hi mai to jaise bihosh so ho gayi.
Unka astr meri kalaiyo se bhi jyada mota tha. 'Yeh to mujhe do hisso me tod dega', maine apne aap ko kaha. Ye auzaar mere andar fit nahi ho sakta tha yeh mai jaanti thi. Aur inke saamne, Sagar ka to 1/3 bhi nahi tha.
Khurram ne mujhe unko nihaarte hue dekh liya. Mera chehra sab bataa raha tha. "Chinta na kar ye tere andar hi jaega, aaj, kal, roz. Ab ise apna pati maan le. Tere iss patle shareer ko bhogne me bahut maza aayega mujhe. Jab mere neeche aaigee na tab tujhe pata chalega ki ek asli mard ki patni ko kaisa lagta hai."
Mai dar gayi, ye mujhe pregnant to pakka karenge par apni biwi banana to bahut samasya ki baat hogi. Aur abhi to mai sirf 21 saali ki hu, inse 34 saal chothi, abhi to meri poori zindagi baaki hai. Mai burqhe ke neeche to kabhi nahi rahungi.
Khurram mere bagal me aake let gaye. Unhone fir mujhe apna lund choosne ko kaha. Maine dheere se unka lund pakda. Mera haath usse poori tareh se pakad bhi nahi paa raha tha. Mere dono haath uss lund ke saamne bahut nazuk aur chote se dikh rahe the. Unka badha, kala hatiyaar me badi dhaar jaisee nas dorh rahi thi. Mai darr ke maare apna hi thook nigli.
Maine dheere se apna chota muh unke lund pe rakha aur usse choomne lagi. Unke lund ki lambai mere muh se bhi badhi thi. Maine usko dheere se apne muh me liya. Uska topa hi mere muh go bhar diya, par mai aur niglne lagi. Maine 1/4 lund muh me nigal liya par uske aage na badh pai. Dheere-dheere meh uss hatode ko choosne lagi. Maine kabhi itna badha ling nahi dekha tha. 'Inki biwiyon ka kya haal hota hoga bistar me, mai to soch bhi nahi sakti. Yeh to palang hi todh dega.' Maine mann me hi socha.
Unhone fir mere lambe kaale baal pakde aur dheere-dheere apna lund aur andar daalne lage. Mai khaasi, saans lena mushkil ho raha tha par mai ruki nahi. Wo apna lund aur gahraiyo me pahunchana chahte the par wo itna badha tha ki mere gale ke niche nahi utar raha tha.
"Lagta hai pehli baar pathani lund choos rahi ho. Kasam se kya maal ho. Meri biwi hoti to bistar hi tod deta tere upar charh kar."
"Hmfh, hmfh!" Maine jawaab diya, unka ling mere gale ke neeche khudai kar raha tha.
Fir unhone mujhe azaadi di, aur mai jhatpat gehri saans lene lagi. Kuch der aur ho jaati to mai pakka beehosh ho jaati. Jab mai waapas se normal hui to wo mujhe kiss karne lage. Unki jeebh mere muh ko ache se chaat rahi thi aur unke hont mere honto ko ache se nichorh rahe the. Kiss ke beech me hi unhone mere hont apne daato se kaat diye, aur unse khoon nikalne laga. Usko chaat ke unhone kaha, "ab maine tujhe apna bana liya hai."
Mai to yeh sunte hi jharh gayi. Iss mard ne mujhe bina chode jharhaa diya. Fir wo hua jiska ham dono intzaar kar rahe the. Unhone mere baal pakad ke mujhe bistar pe leta diya aur mere upar charh gaye jaise ek shaktishaali nar ek kamzor maada ke upar charhta hai.
"Ek baar fir soch lijiye Khurram janaab. Mai ek shaadi-shuda Hindu aurat hu. Agar mai pregnant ho gayi to mere pati mujhe chorh ke chale jayege. Kripya karke mujhe jaane dijiye." Maine ruaase muh se kaha.
"Tu ab ek pathan bacche ki ma banegi Laxmi. Tu chinta mat kar abse mujhe apna pati maanle. Teri jaisi gori badan waali Brahmin mahila mere jaise muslim mard ke neeche hi achi lagti hai."
"Par ek baar...", isse pehle mai kuch kehti Khurram ne apna lund mere andar daal diya. Kasam se, mujhe jaisa tab mehsoos hua waise kabhi pehle nahi hua tha. Aisa laga jaise unka lund mere 2 tukde karne waala hai. Maine jab neeche murhke dekha to unka lund ka size meri skin ke upar saaf-saaf dikh raha tha. Ye dekh ke mai to lagbhag behosh hi hogayi.
"Dheere Khurram, aah, hai Ram. Itna tez nahi, dheere se karo na, please." Maine chilaate hue kaha. Khurram mera haal dekh ke hasne lage par unhone meri baat maanli aur thoda dheere se pravesh kiya.
Fir wahi hua jo mujhe lag raha tha, unka lund meri choot ke liye bahut badha tha. Haalaki maine apne pair poore fehla liye the ki wo aur gehra pahuch jaye par unka lund meri kokh ke dwar ke saamne thokar maar raha tha. Maine bedsheet ko bahut majbooti se pakad liya. Mujhe mehsoos hua ki mai toot si rahi hu par mujhe aur chahiye tha. Khurram dheere-dheere tez hone lage. Wo aur gehrayi tak jaane lage jaise ki woh meri kokh aur andar dhasaa rahe ho. Mera sar peeche ki or murh gaya aur meri aankhen mere sar ki or chali gayi. Mai ab kisi aur duniya me thi.
Khurram mere andar dhakke maarte rahe. Unhone mere sthan apne haat me daboch liye kyoki woh har jageh hil rahe the. Mai dard aur moh ke maare bahut chilla rahi thi. Mujhe aisa kabhi mehsoos nahi hua tha. Fir Khurram mere upar let gaye. Maine apne pair aur faehla liye taaki unko koi taqleef na ho. Maine unki aankho mai dekha. Wo mujhe apna bana chuke the. Maine unko kiss kiya. Meri jeebh unki jeebh ke saath apni hi rang-raliya manaa rahi thi.

 

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Hamara bistar bahut tezi se hil raha tha, mano jaise wo khud hamaare milan se khush ho. Mai unke gardan ko choomne lagi, jaise-jaise wo mere andar khudai kar rahe the. Mai apne naakhuno se unki peeth pe apne nishaan chorh rahi thi, maano jaise saari naariyo ko bataane ke liye ki ye mera mard hai.
"Ah Khurram, aur tez. Aah kitna badha hai tumhara musalman hatiyar." Maine chillate hue kaha.
"Pasand aa gaya na Laxmi. Abse ye tere andar roz jayega bas tu qubool karde."
"Nahi mai...aahhh...uhhnn, mai shaadi-shuda hu. Mai aapki dharam-patni nahi ban sakti."
"Bol tujhe qubool hai", unhone tez dhakka lagate hue kaha.
"Kya..aaahhh", mai apne honto ko chabaane lagi. Mai doosri baar jhadne waali thi. Unke dhakke tez ho chuke the aur pichle aadhe ghante se meri andriyo ko hilake rakh de rahe the. Mai hosh khone waali thi, khushi ke maare.
"Mere baacho ki maa banna. Kya tujhe qubool hai! Bol Laxmi."
"Ha, mujhe aapke..aahnn musalman pathan baccho ki maa..uhnnn...ahhhn banna qubool hai."
"Ab bol mujhse nikah tujhe qubool hai. Meri chauthi biwi banna qubool hai." Khurram ne bola.
"Ha, mujhe...ahh...aapse niqah qubool hai. Aur tez aahhnn." Meri aankhen mere sar ke andar thi, mai khushi ke maare kuch soch nahi paa rahi thi par mujhe jo ye mard karne ko kahega mai karungi. Khurram dhakke lagaate rahe, aur mai jhad gayi. Mai badhi tezi se hil rahi thi jhadte waqt. Unka lund itna barha tha ki mera maal bas nikalne ki jageh dhoond raha tha par use mil nahi raha tha. Maine neeche dekha, unka barha ling andar pura ghus raha tha. Mai soch bhi nahi sakti thi ke itna barha auzaar mere andar fit bhi ho paega. Unke dhakke bhi tez ho gaye. Fir unhone mujhse wo aakhri sawaal pucha.
"Bol tujhe musalmaani qubool hai. Banegi meri Begum, ha Laxmi. Bolde tujhe qubool hai aur tu abhi ke abhi meri biwi." Khurram meri aankhon me dekhte hue bole. Unke bacche ki maa mujhe banna tha. Mai kisi kamzor bacche ki maa nahi ban sakti. Par yeh ek badha sawaal tha. Maine jawaab dene se pehle Khurram ko chooma. Uss kiss me maine mehsoos kiya ki 55 saal ka nar mere baccho ka baap hoga, mera pati bhi hoga tu kyo na mai apne aap ko puri tareh se isko saunpdu.
"Qubool hai!" Maine kaha. Khurram ke andar to jaise ek shaitan ghus aaya ho. Wo aur tezi se dhakka lagane lage.
Mai itne tez dhakko ke liye tayyar nahi thi aur piche rengne lagi taaki thoda aaram mile par wo mere aur andar ghusne lage. Unhone mujhe pakad liya taaki mai kahi na bhaag pau. Mera mangalsutra unke daanto ke beech mai tha. Hum dono paseene mai latpat the. Fir unka ling kadr mai barhne laga aur unhone apna beej meri kokh me bharna shuru kar diya. Ek baad ek barhi, gaarhi dhaar mere andar chootne lagi aur mai bhi jharg gayi.
"Aaahn. Aahn. Mere andar hi jharh gaye aap. Ab mai pet se ho jaungi Khurram janaab. Ye aapne kya kar diya."
Unhone koi jawaab nahi diya bas meri kokh me apna pathani beej bote gaye. Itna saara maal maine apni zindagi me nahi dekha tha jitna wo mere andar bahaa rahe the.
Mai pakka thi ki ab mai pet se hu iss pathan ke bacche se. Iski biwi bhi ban chuki hu aur ab mai iss faisle se door nahi jaa sakti.
Unka barha ling mere andar virya bahaa raha tha. Khurram ne mujhe dekha. Hum dono paseene me doob rahe the. Mere doodh jaisa safed muh paseena tapka raha tha. Khurram ne mujhe bahut tezi se kiss kiya. Ab mai unki thi, aur isse zyada khushi mujhe kisi aur cheez se nahi mil sakti.
Shyaam se raat ho gai par baarish na ruki. Khurram aur mai pichle 6 ghanto se sambhog kar rahe the. Maine unki har icha ko qubool kar liya tha aur ab mai unki Begum ban chuki thi. Baadalo ke garhgarhaane ke beech ham dono ke shareero ka milan ho raha tha. Ghar me light nahi thi bar beech-beech me raat ke andhere ko ek bijli ki karhkarhaahat mita de rahi thi. Khurram, mere naye shauhar mere upar the, meri maasoomiyat ka faida utha rahe the.
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Pata nahi ham pichli raat kab so gaye. Meri jab neend khuli to maine apne-aap ko Khurram ji ke baaho ke beech paye. Unke pair mere upar the aur unka ling mere bum ke upar tha. Mai usko dekh ke hairaan thi. 'Itna barha hatiyaar maine apne andar akhir kaise le liya.' Mai ye sochti rahi. Mera haat unke auzaar ko nihaarne laga. Wo mere haat ki kehlaayion se bhi zyada mota tha. Mai usko dheere-dheere sahlaane lagi.
Khurram ji ne dheere se aankhen kholi aur jab mujhe ye karte dekha to meri gardan choomne lage. Fir unhone mera muh apni or kiya or kaha, "kaisa lag raha hai meri begum ban kar". Maine kuch nahi kaha bas aankhen neeche karke muskuraane lagi. Unhone fir mujhe choomna shuru kar diya. Mai samajh hi nahi paa rahi thi ki ek mujh jaisee 21 saal ki Brahmin ladki iss 55 saal ke muslim mard ki nayi begum ban chuki thi. Par unki baaho me mujhe surakshit mehsoos hua jo Sagar ke saath kabhi bhi nahi hua tha.
Fir Khurram dheere dheere hilne lag gaye maano ghusane waale the. Unhone meri gaand pe ek bahut tez thappar maara aur kaha, "kya hi gora badan hai tera ekdum doodh jaisa. Jaldi tereko apne pathan baccho ki maa banana hai mujhe bas. Tera doodh peeke mere bacche kya-kya karenge zindagi mai tu jaanti nahi. Chal ab nahaane chal mere saath." Unke yeh shabd jaise hi nikle, mere shareer me maano ek tirang si dorh gayi.
Unhone mujhe apni baaho me uthaya aur seedha bathroom le gaye. Unka toothbrush nahi tha to ham dono ne ek hi toothbrush se brush kiya aur uske baad turant shower ke neeche meri thukayi ki Khurram ji ne.
Unhone mujhe thokte hue pucha, "tera naya naam kya rakhu. Ha bata meri gai?"
"Ahhn...ahhn. Mai apna naam nahi badlungi. Aap mere pati hai to bas..ahhh, dheere jaanu dheere, mai kahi nahi jaa rahi. Mai...ahhh...sirf aapka sir name lungi..ahh..aur tez jaanu." Mai chilaate-chilaate kahi. Hamare bheege sharir maano ek doosre se chipke hue perh ki shakhao ki tareh hil rahe the. Khurram mujhe swarg le jaa rahe the. Wo kuch keh rahe the par mujhe kuch sunayi nahi de raha tha. Mai jharne waali thi. Unka ling meri kokh ke dwaar ko khat-khataa raha tha. Mai fir bahut tezi se jharhi. Itna tez aur itna saara maal mere andar se nikla ki mai khushi ke maare rone lagi. Par Khurram ruke nahi. Wo peeche se mere andar vaar karte rahe.
"Murhja, meri begum. Tereko dekhte hue apna beej tere andar bona hai mujhe." Aadesh ka paalan karte hue mai murhke unke upar kood gayi. Apne pairo se maine unko apne se baandh liya. "Bahut garmi hai tere andar Laxmi, ruk tu. Aarhhh", chilaate hue unhone meri kokh me apne bacche bhar diya. Ek ke baad ek taakatwaar dhaar mere pet ke andar. Unse thukte waqt mujhe aisa lagta tha maano mai do hisso me toot jaungi par kabhi rokne ka mann nahi kiya. Mai chalne layak nahi hu kuch dino ke liye par agar aisa mere saath hota raha to mujhse zyada khush koi biwi nahi hogi.
Nahaane ke baad maine unke liya naashta banaya. Wo ghar se ek burqa le aye aur kaha, "Laxmi pehenlo ye. Aaj mai tumhe apni baaki teen biwiyo se milaunga. Unko apni behen jaisee samajhna. Aajse jo tum meri begum jo ho to yahi pehenna hoga tumhe."
Maine apni laal sari utaari aur wo kaala burqa pehenliya aur unki car mai baith gayi. Wo mujhe apne ghar le gaye.
Unka ghar kaafi bada tha, ek haveli jaisa. Unhone fir mujhe apni 3 biwiyo aur 7 bacche se bhi milaya. Unki 3 biwiyo me 2 biwiya to behne hi thi. Mai pehli baar aisa nazaara dekh rahi thi jaha dono behne ek hi mard ke saath shaadi kari hai.
Mujhe ab pata chal gaya tha ki mai ab inki nayi biwi hu. Khurram subah 9 baje kaam pe nikal jaate the aur bacche school. Ham 4 mahilaon ke paas kaafi samaye hota tha baat-cheet ke liye. Baato ke dauraan mujhe pata chala ki wo do behne Khurram ki door ki rishtedaar hai. Aur sabse barhi begum 50 saal ki thi, ham sabse 25 saal barhi.
Usi raat jab Khurram ghar laute to khaana khaane ke baad mujhe apne bistar le gaye. Mai bhi samajh gayi kyo. Mai andar pahuchte hi apni green salwaar kameez utaarne lagi. Wo bistar pe baithe aur mai unki jaangho me baith gayi. Khurram fir dheere se mujhe choomne lage aur kaha, "kyo Laxmi? Tujhe aakhir qubool kara hi diya na maine? Chal ab let ja. Tere andar ek bachha bo du aaj raat."
Mai ek baar fir unke neeche aa gayi, aur unke shareer ke saath milan ke liye tayyar thi. Ab yahi meri zindagi thi.

 

[Kobir98]

Aur jyada story likho..

 

[ShaifBD]

Aur jyada story likho..

Bhai, me lekhak nehi hoon, jo pasand aa jai to post kar diya karta hoon. Collected post hai saare

 

[Raj28]

Super sex story.want khurram type muslim man make my married elder sister fourth wife

 

[sachinproh]

Hamara bistar bahut tezi se hil raha tha, mano jaise wo khud hamaare milan se khush ho. Mai unke gardan ko choomne lagi, jaise-jaise wo mere andar khudai kar rahe the. Mai apne naakhuno se unki peeth pe apne nishaan chorh rahi thi, maano jaise saari naariyo ko bataane ke liye ki ye mera mard hai.
"Ah Khurram, aur tez. Aah kitna badha hai tumhara musalman hatiyar." Maine chillate hue kaha.
"Pasand aa gaya na Laxmi. Abse ye tere andar roz jayega bas tu qubool karde."
"Nahi mai...aahhh...uhhnn, mai shaadi-shuda hu. Mai aapki dharam-patni nahi ban sakti."
"Bol tujhe qubool hai", unhone tez dhakka lagate hue kaha.
"Kya..aaahhh", mai apne honto ko chabaane lagi. Mai doosri baar jhadne waali thi. Unke dhakke tez ho chuke the aur pichle aadhe ghante se meri andriyo ko hilake rakh de rahe the. Mai hosh khone waali thi, khushi ke maare.
"Mere baacho ki maa banna. Kya tujhe qubool hai! Bol Laxmi."
"Ha, mujhe aapke..aahnn musalman pathan baccho ki maa..uhnnn...ahhhn banna qubool hai."
"Ab bol mujhse nikah tujhe qubool hai. Meri chauthi biwi banna qubool hai." Khurram ne bola.
"Ha, mujhe...ahh...aapse niqah qubool hai. Aur tez aahhnn." Meri aankhen mere sar ke andar thi, mai khushi ke maare kuch soch nahi paa rahi thi par mujhe jo ye mard karne ko kahega mai karungi. Khurram dhakke lagaate rahe, aur mai jhad gayi. Mai badhi tezi se hil rahi thi jhadte waqt. Unka lund itna barha tha ki mera maal bas nikalne ki jageh dhoond raha tha par use mil nahi raha tha. Maine neeche dekha, unka barha ling andar pura ghus raha tha. Mai soch bhi nahi sakti thi ke itna barha auzaar mere andar fit bhi ho paega. Unke dhakke bhi tez ho gaye. Fir unhone mujhse wo aakhri sawaal pucha.
"Bol tujhe musalmaani qubool hai. Banegi meri Begum, ha Laxmi. Bolde tujhe qubool hai aur tu abhi ke abhi meri biwi." Khurram meri aankhon me dekhte hue bole. Unke bacche ki maa mujhe banna tha. Mai kisi kamzor bacche ki maa nahi ban sakti. Par yeh ek badha sawaal tha. Maine jawaab dene se pehle Khurram ko chooma. Uss kiss me maine mehsoos kiya ki 55 saal ka nar mere baccho ka baap hoga, mera pati bhi hoga tu kyo na mai apne aap ko puri tareh se isko saunpdu.
"Qubool hai!" Maine kaha. Khurram ke andar to jaise ek shaitan ghus aaya ho. Wo aur tezi se dhakka lagane lage.
Mai itne tez dhakko ke liye tayyar nahi thi aur piche rengne lagi taaki thoda aaram mile par wo mere aur andar ghusne lage. Unhone mujhe pakad liya taaki mai kahi na bhaag pau. Mera mangalsutra unke daanto ke beech mai tha. Hum dono paseene mai latpat the. Fir unka ling kadr mai barhne laga aur unhone apna beej meri kokh me bharna shuru kar diya. Ek baad ek barhi, gaarhi dhaar mere andar chootne lagi aur mai bhi jharg gayi.
"Aaahn. Aahn. Mere andar hi jharh gaye aap. Ab mai pet se ho jaungi Khurram janaab. Ye aapne kya kar diya."
Unhone koi jawaab nahi diya bas meri kokh me apna pathani beej bote gaye. Itna saara maal maine apni zindagi me nahi dekha tha jitna wo mere andar bahaa rahe the.
Mai pakka thi ki ab mai pet se hu iss pathan ke bacche se. Iski biwi bhi ban chuki hu aur ab mai iss faisle se door nahi jaa sakti.
Unka barha ling mere andar virya bahaa raha tha. Khurram ne mujhe dekha. Hum dono paseene me doob rahe the. Mere doodh jaisa safed muh paseena tapka raha tha. Khurram ne mujhe bahut tezi se kiss kiya. Ab mai unki thi, aur isse zyada khushi mujhe kisi aur cheez se nahi mil sakti.
Shyaam se raat ho gai par baarish na ruki. Khurram aur mai pichle 6 ghanto se sambhog kar rahe the. Maine unki har icha ko qubool kar liya tha aur ab mai unki Begum ban chuki thi. Baadalo ke garhgarhaane ke beech ham dono ke shareero ka milan ho raha tha. Ghar me light nahi thi bar beech-beech me raat ke andhere ko ek bijli ki karhkarhaahat mita de rahi thi. Khurram, mere naye shauhar mere upar the, meri maasoomiyat ka faida utha rahe the.
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Pata nahi ham pichli raat kab so gaye. Meri jab neend khuli to maine apne-aap ko Khurram ji ke baaho ke beech paye. Unke pair mere upar the aur unka ling mere bum ke upar tha. Mai usko dekh ke hairaan thi. 'Itna barha hatiyaar maine apne andar akhir kaise le liya.' Mai ye sochti rahi. Mera haat unke auzaar ko nihaarne laga. Wo mere haat ki kehlaayion se bhi zyada mota tha. Mai usko dheere-dheere sahlaane lagi.
Khurram ji ne dheere se aankhen kholi aur jab mujhe ye karte dekha to meri gardan choomne lage. Fir unhone mera muh apni or kiya or kaha, "kaisa lag raha hai meri begum ban kar". Maine kuch nahi kaha bas aankhen neeche karke muskuraane lagi. Unhone fir mujhe choomna shuru kar diya. Mai samajh hi nahi paa rahi thi ki ek mujh jaisee 21 saal ki Brahmin ladki iss 55 saal ke muslim mard ki nayi begum ban chuki thi. Par unki baaho me mujhe surakshit mehsoos hua jo Sagar ke saath kabhi bhi nahi hua tha.
Fir Khurram dheere dheere hilne lag gaye maano ghusane waale the. Unhone meri gaand pe ek bahut tez thappar maara aur kaha, "kya hi gora badan hai tera ekdum doodh jaisa. Jaldi tereko apne pathan baccho ki maa banana hai mujhe bas. Tera doodh peeke mere bacche kya-kya karenge zindagi mai tu jaanti nahi. Chal ab nahaane chal mere saath." Unke yeh shabd jaise hi nikle, mere shareer me maano ek tirang si dorh gayi.
Unhone mujhe apni baaho me uthaya aur seedha bathroom le gaye. Unka toothbrush nahi tha to ham dono ne ek hi toothbrush se brush kiya aur uske baad turant shower ke neeche meri thukayi ki Khurram ji ne.
Unhone mujhe thokte hue pucha, "tera naya naam kya rakhu. Ha bata meri gai?"
"Ahhn...ahhn. Mai apna naam nahi badlungi. Aap mere pati hai to bas..ahhh, dheere jaanu dheere, mai kahi nahi jaa rahi. Mai...ahhh...sirf aapka sir name lungi..ahh..aur tez jaanu." Mai chilaate-chilaate kahi. Hamare bheege sharir maano ek doosre se chipke hue perh ki shakhao ki tareh hil rahe the. Khurram mujhe swarg le jaa rahe the. Wo kuch keh rahe the par mujhe kuch sunayi nahi de raha tha. Mai jharne waali thi. Unka ling meri kokh ke dwaar ko khat-khataa raha tha. Mai fir bahut tezi se jharhi. Itna tez aur itna saara maal mere andar se nikla ki mai khushi ke maare rone lagi. Par Khurram ruke nahi. Wo peeche se mere andar vaar karte rahe.
"Murhja, meri begum. Tereko dekhte hue apna beej tere andar bona hai mujhe." Aadesh ka paalan karte hue mai murhke unke upar kood gayi. Apne pairo se maine unko apne se baandh liya. "Bahut garmi hai tere andar Laxmi, ruk tu. Aarhhh", chilaate hue unhone meri kokh me apne bacche bhar diya. Ek ke baad ek taakatwaar dhaar mere pet ke andar. Unse thukte waqt mujhe aisa lagta tha maano mai do hisso me toot jaungi par kabhi rokne ka mann nahi kiya. Mai chalne layak nahi hu kuch dino ke liye par agar aisa mere saath hota raha to mujhse zyada khush koi biwi nahi hogi.
Nahaane ke baad maine unke liya naashta banaya. Wo ghar se ek burqa le aye aur kaha, "Laxmi pehenlo ye. Aaj mai tumhe apni baaki teen biwiyo se milaunga. Unko apni behen jaisee samajhna. Aajse jo tum meri begum jo ho to yahi pehenna hoga tumhe."
Maine apni laal sari utaari aur wo kaala burqa pehenliya aur unki car mai baith gayi. Wo mujhe apne ghar le gaye.
Unka ghar kaafi bada tha, ek haveli jaisa. Unhone fir mujhe apni 3 biwiyo aur 7 bacche se bhi milaya. Unki 3 biwiyo me 2 biwiya to behne hi thi. Mai pehli baar aisa nazaara dekh rahi thi jaha dono behne ek hi mard ke saath shaadi kari hai.
Mujhe ab pata chal gaya tha ki mai ab inki nayi biwi hu. Khurram subah 9 baje kaam pe nikal jaate the aur bacche school. Ham 4 mahilaon ke paas kaafi samaye hota tha baat-cheet ke liye. Baato ke dauraan mujhe pata chala ki wo do behne Khurram ki door ki rishtedaar hai. Aur sabse barhi begum 50 saal ki thi, ham sabse 25 saal barhi.
Usi raat jab Khurram ghar laute to khaana khaane ke baad mujhe apne bistar le gaye. Mai bhi samajh gayi kyo. Mai andar pahuchte hi apni green salwaar kameez utaarne lagi. Wo bistar pe baithe aur mai unki jaangho me baith gayi. Khurram fir dheere se mujhe choomne lage aur kaha, "kyo Laxmi? Tujhe aakhir qubool kara hi diya na maine? Chal ab let ja. Tere andar ek bachha bo du aaj raat."
Mai ek baar fir unke neeche aa gayi, aur unke shareer ke saath milan ke liye tayyar thi. Ab yahi meri zindagi thi.

lovely story so erotic

 

[chinmaysharma3501]

Very Nice Story